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I've been waiting for a night like this for months now.
I can tell you, I could leave on my pilgrimage to New York City right now with no good-byes and not feel bad. I'd just leave and not see familiarity for weeks. I'd get to NYC and take in everything; the sights, the smells, the sounds, the people, the everything. I'd have gone all the way across America.
It would be amazing.
I'd make it out of California by tomorrow night if I left right now. I'd get to the rolling, thunderstormy, beautifully gloomy plains of the midwest within days. And then to the old East coast. I'd want to stay in New York for a few days, living out of my car at some rest stop a few miles outside of the City. I'm thinking four days. Most of which I'd spend going to and from the city.
Then once I'm done and I feel completed and some sort of resolution to what I'm looking for, I'll turn around, turn my back on the place--no, the journey, for this is something that should be looked at as a whole--that I feel will help me figure out Me.
I'd get back and ask myself: Where Life? Where Me? Where You?
I'd write this all down closer to when I actually take my trip but I don't feel I would remember it as well. I'm starting to forget more and more each day.
If any of you happen to plan to be anywhere in the US other that California around the time of August 10th through the 24th, tell me and we can make plans to meet at some diner somewhere; heck, maybe I can even bum money off of you seeing as I'm bound to run out of it by Missouri. Well your company would be payment enough even if it is for only a few hours. The chances of me seeing anyone are very slim though, so its just a little false hope.
Its funny, I make this road trip seem like something that is all high and mighty when it isn't at all important to anyone, anywhere except for perhaps me. To me, it is the most important thing out of all things.
What a wonderful and beautiful night.
I can tell you, I could leave on my pilgrimage to New York City right now with no good-byes and not feel bad. I'd just leave and not see familiarity for weeks. I'd get to NYC and take in everything; the sights, the smells, the sounds, the people, the everything. I'd have gone all the way across America.
It would be amazing.
I'd make it out of California by tomorrow night if I left right now. I'd get to the rolling, thunderstormy, beautifully gloomy plains of the midwest within days. And then to the old East coast. I'd want to stay in New York for a few days, living out of my car at some rest stop a few miles outside of the City. I'm thinking four days. Most of which I'd spend going to and from the city.
Then once I'm done and I feel completed and some sort of resolution to what I'm looking for, I'll turn around, turn my back on the place--no, the journey, for this is something that should be looked at as a whole--that I feel will help me figure out Me.
I'd get back and ask myself: Where Life? Where Me? Where You?
I'd write this all down closer to when I actually take my trip but I don't feel I would remember it as well. I'm starting to forget more and more each day.
If any of you happen to plan to be anywhere in the US other that California around the time of August 10th through the 24th, tell me and we can make plans to meet at some diner somewhere; heck, maybe I can even bum money off of you seeing as I'm bound to run out of it by Missouri. Well your company would be payment enough even if it is for only a few hours. The chances of me seeing anyone are very slim though, so its just a little false hope.
Its funny, I make this road trip seem like something that is all high and mighty when it isn't at all important to anyone, anywhere except for perhaps me. To me, it is the most important thing out of all things.
What a wonderful and beautiful night.